This week has been exhausting. Tuesday, Abbie locked me out while I was trimming the long grass by the house and around my trees with scissors. My right hand swelled from the grass allergies. My mother asked me later that day why I didn't put my gardening gloves on. Very good question. Very. I had to let myself in through the garage, and made sure that I was impressive enough so that Abbie wouldn't think that what she did was okay. The kids aren't allowed to touch the front door. Even so, they've been known to let people in the house. Not safe.
I don't remember much battling going on on Tuesday, except Abbie refused all food, and did get put in her room later that afternoon for hitting. Lately, since she fights me so much, I've started closing the door to her room when she is sent there. She locked me out. But....I had a "key". So, Mommy was not exactly thwarted on Tuesday, but it was a tiring experience. Then...taiko.
We played Omiyage again, and though I can't say I caught on, at least I improved. It's still not natural for me. I worked hard, and then we played other stuff and I worked hard some more.
It took me even longer than usual to fall asleep, and I got kicked out of my bed again that night by Grant. Abbie, though, wasn't sleeping very well, either. I had to put her back to bed before I sulked to Grant's room.
Abbie came in around 4:45-ish to throw up on me. *sigh*
I stripped Grant's bed, cleaned the floor, got her some new clothes, and tried to convince her to throw up in the bathroom, but for some reason she seemed scared of it, so I sacrificed a few towels over the course of the next few hours. I made her a little towel-lined bed on the couch, and toasted some bread. She ate one bite. Grant was reasonable about not bugging her too much. Eventually, she fell asleep. She woke up in the early afternoon. She was quite revived. She was cheerful, and ate her toast and asked for more. She played with Grant. Everything was great. Except me. I was pretty much done in. It was a hugely long day, especially since Josh had class. I was tired and headachey all day.
Yesterday I was tired, too. I looked terrible. I kept waiting to be sick. I even felt sick a few times. But I never got there, exactly. I paid bills, and read. Mostly, though, I fought with the kids. They were both particularly mean yesterday. No idea why. There was lots of pushing. Lots of yelling on the part of Abbie. Lots of grabbing of toys. And they each spent a fair amount of time in their rooms. It's very draining, and it makes me upset. I hate closing those doors. Hate it. But they are getting too old for spankings. Spankings are for last option emergencies or children who aren't old enough to talk yet.
I went to practice exhausted again, and ready to feel defeated. Although I was largely useless on the "dot" drill, we didn't do Omiyage at all, so that helped! We learned how to play Isami with three chuus and Matsuri. We played them lots, and it was tiring, but I didn't feel like I needed to crawl under a rock or anything. We also started working on Jugo Ya. I will be playing clave on that one next time it's performed, but I also started learning the arms for the chuu part a little. And I started to learn the kane part for Tenchi.
Next Thursday, Josh has accepted an invitation to go out after practice with Gabe from work. I'm going too, and I was hoping to get some other of my buddies to meet us there. Except....I don't know where "there" is.
I came home and Josh was doing some homework, but I sent him to bed. His eyes were so red he looked like he had pink eye in both eyes. And I went to bed, too. I got kicked out by Grant again, but otherwise....
I
Slept.
I feel wonderful. Yay for sleep. I might even do laundry!
Plus, it's Friday.
And the weather is beautiful.
Maybe I should go put on some crazy Turkish music. But...I'm not sure I feel like Turkish today. Maybe it's a Cambridge Singers kind of day.
Grant is wearing a crown. King Grant.
Oh! Before I forget.... I wanted to write some things that my children say all the time. Then I can read this and smile when they no longer do.
Abbie:
"Please may I have my Big Hug?" (That means she wants to be held.)
"Mommy read Trixie? I wanna read Trixie." (Trixie is the girl in the Knuffle Bunny book.)
"Mommy! Oh, Mommy, whe-ya-yooou?"
"Mommy? Daddy's home. Mommy? Daddy's home. Mommy? Daddy's home..." (She does this looking back and forth between us. Don't know how she keeps from being dizzy.)
"I'll get you Abbie!" (Trying to coax Josh to chase her.)
"Wanna take care of em baby?" (Usually there is a toy or sibling or herself to be the baby.)
"No, Mommy, you're not upset, you're happy." (How silly of me to forget...)
"Fanks!" or "Oh, Fank you."
Grant:
"Mommy, you're a nice girl, and I love you." (His response to being told to be nice. ^_^)
"Mommy, would you like to make me breakfast?"
"Mommy? Please may I have something?" (Something means food.)
"Daddy, would you like ta play the zombie running game?"
"Daddy, would you like ta go downstairs?" (Meaning that HE would.)
"Oh, hi, Abbie!"
"Well, my friends are talking to me." (Grant's pretend army of friends. Usually they live in space.)
"Mommy, I needa go potty. Please pause the movie." (He said this so much that now if he says he needs to go, Abbie says, "Please pause the movie!" even if we're not watching one.)
Hmm. Wonder what I should make for dinner tonight.
Well, no time to be typing. I have stuff to do! Yay for everything!
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